Luyện nghe bài hát Get It Together

One-two-one-two it on
Listen to the shit we kick it until dawn
Listen to the got it going on
Listen to the ladies come on and let me
All your eggs you you go up the river
Listen to the abstract that freaky
I'm ad rock and I shock and I tick and I
And I can't with the body rock
See got heart like John Starks
mad sparks
me the mic
And I'll be rocking the whole
I'm the m to the see to the a and it's a
The rhymes that we bust on the topic on
And my is not butt, but fuck it
Let me get down to the
Yes I'm getting funky and I'm all my jism
Like Holmes, the x-rated nigga
Listen to the shit 'cause I'm the ill
Nobody's getting any than this

Ad rock down the ione
Listen to the because both of them is boney
Got to do it like like chachi and joanie
Because she's the and I'm the macaroni
So why all the fight and why all the
Because I got no dust
Yea, you know I'm getting
I've got a grandma and a grandma tilly
royalprez and I'm also a member
Born on the cusp in the of November
I do the duke in case you don't remember
Well, I freak a funky like the shit was in a blender
Well, I'm long gone is born
Don't need a mother fucking fool me right from wrong
I don't think I'm nor do I play like I'm hard
But I shall drive the lane I was evan bernhard
And I've working on my game life is taxing
Got to get it together and see happening

I go one two like my name was biz
But I had to do the just let me embark
On the lyric and the noun and the
Let's kick the shit off yo, I'm not the herb
Well, it's not the herb but the spice the flavor to spare
Tho with the funk for your derriere
While we're on topic, yes I like to mention
When it comes to boning I'm
Spacing, zoning, talkin' on the and
My brain is roaming and I don't know it's going
Talking of shit a little tweaking on the weekend
I've got to get him by the reigns I know that I'm freaking
Well, I'm a funky skull and I'm a
And when I get my I'm dr on the go
So q-tip, you on the mic for
Because I had to about the times that I rhyme
And m.c.s come in my face, I'm like mace
Because I back them off with the
Nigga 'cause I tell you, nigga 'cause keep you under prills
on nine one one sixteenth ave off the farmes boulevard

I'm manhattan m.c.a.'s from brooklyn
Yea, m.c.a., shit be cooking
mantis on the court and I can't be beat
So, yo tip, what's up with the boot on feet
I've got the timbos on the toes and this is how it
Oh one two, oh my god
One two, oh my god, I've got shit
got the kung fu grip behind my green trap kit
Never ever ever smoking
Never ever fucking wack
I eat the fuckin' pineapple now &
to me now, don't listen to me later
Fuck it 'cause I know I didn't make it fuckin' rhyme for
But, yo technically I'm as hard as
Gonna get it together, it, gonna get it together ma bell
I'm ma bell, I've got the ill communications

Ma bell, got the ill
Ma bell, got the ill
Ma bell, got the ill
Ma
it on and on